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BPOV
We were walking around and giggling about random subjects for a while, the girls and I. Eventually, Jared jogged over to us, nervously, and yet, like Kimmy, had this huge smile on his face when he caught sight of us.
"So...Sam said we were having a bonfire, and-" The girls tensed up, and glanced toward me. "-he told me to get the fire started." Jared finished, smiling brightly at Tim. I nodded, as did the others, and yawned.
"Gosh...I'm a bit tired..." I announced, plopping down on a nearby tree stump. Claire laughed and jumped on the one next to me, giggling like a mad woman.
Claire was a pretty girl; Shining russet skin, large shockingly blue eyes, light brown curls, and a ruler-like figure. When she saw Quil, her pretty oval shaped face lit up with happiness. Claire's style was casual, but also dressy. Currently, her body was sweater dress clad, topped off with black uggs and a beany. Bangles made tinkling bell-like sounds at her wrist also.
I could tell that Claire and were going to be close. I felt a little bit guilty about it, knowing that someone as undeserving as me could have such a friend...
Emily and Nessie joined our little group not too long after. They slid down to the sand in between Claire and I, and we began giggling and chatting idly.
Emily was a very pretty, yet damaged woman. She had beautiful, light auburn skin and deep black hair, with light chestnut eyes. the right side of her face was tainted with four long, deformed slices. Besides her scars, Emily was beautiful. She wore light boyfriend jeans, a white cotton V-neck under an open red flannel shirt, and cute tan moccasins. Her style was cute enough for me. Not for Alice, but for me.
Nessie was one of a kind. She had pretty alabaster skin and tinted rosy cheeks, deep brown eyes and long bronzed ringlet curls. Her style burned my eyes it as so bright, and she seemed to know how to introduce herself and be outgoing enough to make someone deaf. She looked a lot like Edward, only she acted too much like Alice. Her heart shaped face was perfectly symmetrical, and her pretty pink lips graced a smile almost all the time.
I notice that Jared and Kim had gone off long ago to look for sticks and logs to perch the bonfire's core. I was about 99.9 percent positive they only went to make out in the woods somewhere. Funniest part-it didn't shock me in the slightest; this is Kim we are talking about, remember?
It had been a long time before Jared and Kim came back with about a million sticks and logs being dragged behind them. By this time, everyone was back except Collin-I winced at that-and Quil.
The rest of the group went to build up the sticks, and I excused myself to go walk around by the top of the beach. I wanted time to think.
So, here I sat, leaned against one of the oak trees way far away from the whole group of people, thinking.
Did i really deserve this? This love that I felt for this new family I had met only this morning? I didn't believe that.
I ran through all of the group; Sam, and Emily, my new Brother and Sister, too loving for me, and much too kind to someone as rude and disgusting as me.
Brady, Kim, and Jared; Kimmy and Brady were my friends since I lived with Joshua, and he beat me bad enough to break my bones. They were always there for me, and somehow, I felt that I deserved them. Jared was a mysterious man, happy and loving, a smart-ass, someone I would eventually get along with.
Embry, Jacob, and Nessie; A strange, loud burly boy I usually wouldn't have gotten along with, Jacob, the tall, sarcastic, quiet kind of boy, with a terrifying background from what I saw, and Nessie, the hyper little fairy-faced girl with a loud enough personality to blind people, someone who I don't think i would get along with too well, but somehow did.
Leah and Seth Clearwater; A tortured soul, saddened by a loss possibly, maybe a terrible break up, or something even worse. Seth, a happy, joyful kid, always jumping around and laughing with everyone else, the goof ball of the family.
Paul, Quil, and Claire; The angered man, always goofing around though too. loves making jokes and saying 'that's what she said' after almost everything. Quil, the quiet one, also the jerk, being mean to Leah, and always snorting out a laugh when Claire makes a joke. Claire was one of the youngest ones. She loved fashion and camping, also loved painting. A sweet girl with a contagious smile. I really didn't deserve her.
I didn't want to believe I was good enough for these people. Maybe I wasn't, but i wasn't complaining...i mean, at least I got someone-
-and then I heard a clearing of someone's throat. My head whipped up, and I saw who it was...i smiled faintly.
There he was, sitting in all his glory, his eyes gleaming; Collin. He looked beat up, slashed and bloody. The blood had dried at least, so there was no need to hold my breath from that sickening smell. His smile was still evident though, under his roughed up appearance. I could feel a smile playing at the corners of my mouth.
"Hi Collin." I greeted, staring into the flames of the bonfire on the other side of first beach. The others waved at me, smiling widely at both of us, walking down towards them.
"Hi Bella." Collin grinned, while pulling his hands out of his pockets. It was taking much too long to get to the bonfire where the others were, and I swore that Collin could read my mind. "Here, jump on my back. I'll run you over." He laughed loudly, and I joined in, feeling giddy. I leaped onto his back, and her grabbed on to me, as he sprinted down the beach, with me laughing the entire time.
We arrived at the circle of people very quick, and I saw Quil too, over by a large rock...apologizing to Leah; you could tell, because he looked down guilty, and she nodded forgivingly. I smiled, and Colling squeezed my hand.
"You did good kid." He joked. We both laughed loudly, and he sat me down on one of the benches. I, of course, being Bella, ran to Brady, and hopped into his lap with an ungraceful lope.
"Hey babe." He half-smiled, and kissed my cheek. Collin growled lowly from two seats down, and Brady glared. it grew quiet pretty fast after that, and my cheeks blazed.
"Ahh...hello..." I murmured awkwardly into his shoulder. I felt him shake above me in his chuckles.
Our little circle burst into conversation. Old stories from when they were kids, laughs about some more recent things. Kimmy, Brady, and I decided to tell our story then.
"Well, I was about eight when I met Brady and Kim. We became friends right away. With my..." I paused, and corrected myself. "Joshua, I needed someone, and they knew about him. How he could be a bit..mean at times-" Kim cut me off then.
"We hung out for such a long time! For like two years! But then we had to move because Br-my dad...had...had a job in La Push!" Kim stuttered out nervously. Brady then took the story into his own hands, and chuckled quietly.
"-and we're together yet again, to drive the world into INSANITY!" Brady and I laughed at his joke.
After that, we told many more crazy stories about our childhood. In that time, Paul whipped out a guitar and started playing-badly, I might add. My eyes lit up. I hadn't played mine in a while, but...
"You wanna try kid?" Paul chuckled. I weighed my options for a few seconds, then nodded as I let out a quiet 'sure'. He brought it over, and Brady moved me off his lap carefully onto the sand in between his legs.
Evey one watched me in anticipation as I got it positioned right in my hands. I gulped audibly, and started strumming a few chords...
"His little whispers, 'love me love me...'
That's all I ask for, 'love me love me...'
He battered his tiny fists to feel something.
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something...
Monster, how should I feel?
Creatures lie here, looking through the windows..." I kept singing until I found my favorite part and grew louder.
"-Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams...
Monster, how should I feel?" I quietly finished. I wasn't used to singing in front of people, but this felt...right?
Then, the applause and whistles entered my ears. My head shot up to find all of them smiling at me, some tear stained cheeks, and Nessie jumping up and down.
"Play another! Just one more!" she begged. I nodded, and continued to strum and play for a while. I kept noticing Collin staring at me, yet again, while smiling. I kind of wondered if i was imagining this love inside me...that reminded me of a song-one I totally believed in at the moment; one I had to play.
My strumming picked up the slightest amount, and my strum patterns changed into 'The only exception' by Paramore.
"When I was younger i saw,
my daddy cry,
and curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched,
as he tried to re-assemble it..." And tears lightly pooled my eyes at the thought of my father; wishing that maybe I could have helped him...when I Heard him crying one night...he would a lot, saddened without my mother. As much as i hated the bastard, I wished he wasn't in pain.
"-and my momma swore, that she would,
never let herself forget.
and that was the day that i promised.
I'd never sing of love.
If it does not exist..." so far, this whole song was basically true. form my imagination, I thought my mother hated love; and that maybe she just didn't want to experience anything again after my father was out of her life.
I kept glancing at Collin, as I sang the chorus.
"But darlin'...
You are...The only exception...
and You are...The only exception..
You are...The only exception,
and you. are. The. Only. Exception..." After i sang the chorus, he looked to the ground, away from me, and my thoughts turned to hurt and remorse. I couldn't breath, and I felt sick. The guitar pick fell out of my hand, and I stopped. Things ere happening to...fast.
I hardly even knew these people. why was I being able to trust them so easily? I didn't want to. and, at that moment, I felt...strange; like I was missing something very important. something about these people was so different from everyone else. they always looked happy; well, except for Paul, but he was a whole different story-
"why'd ya stop? I love that song! It's mine and Jakey's! Right babe?" Nessie then turned to Jacob, and his face blazed as everyone snickered.
"Yes beautiful. always will." He kissed her forehead, and looked at her in love. I had to turn away, like I did with Sam and Emily in the airport this morning. It seemed to intimate and private; I felt like an intruder just watching.
"I am just so tired!" I lied quickly. i then yawned, realizing that I was actually very tired. Collin looked at me for a moment, then smiled.
"Here, I'll carry you to my car and drive you back to Sam's." He paused, glancing toward my brother. "I'll stay there til' you come back. Don't worry." Collin chuckled, seeing Sam's tense form.
"Alright Collin. We'll get home in an hour or two."
The rest of the night was almost a blur. Collin rushed me to the car, drove me back to Sam's, and set me on my bed. I vaguely remember asking him to stay in my room...because I felt scared alone, being in a new place, and he did. He sat in an old rocking chair next to my bed.
The thing that stuck out the most was my dream though.
It was almost the same as it usually was, except this time, I could see the man's face perfectly. The face shocked me...
Collin.
-and the woman, she didn't toss him off the cliff like usual. She leaned down, and her fangs gleamed as the lightning reflected off them. The razor sharp weapons sunk into the wolf-Collin's-furry neck.